I’ve been trying to post this to Lookbook.nu for a while now, but my account isn’t working properly so I thought I would leave this here instead. There’s something about putting on a pair of pants/jeans, and a blazer that just makes me feel more focused and on to it. All of a sudden, my stride has a purpose (who knows what that is). Ahh, it’s one of the best feelings.

I was first attracted to androgynous dressing, when I was going through my ‘reject anything remotely feminine’ phase but now I like it just because. No ulterior motives: today I’ll dress like a man, tomorrow like a princess, the day after like a homeless person.

I coined this ‘business hobo’ : how a person who does not own an iron dresses for work.